Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 68 Takehara Maki can’t look straight into her heart
  The two shuttled between the shelves of the convenience store, Aragaki Yasu followed closely behind Takehara Maki, watching her skillfully select ingredients.

Her figure shuttled between the shelves, and she was basically familiar with the location of everything. It seemed that she was quite serious when she worked part-time in the store.

"Do you want curry tonight?"

Takehara Maki picked up a box of curry paste, looked back at Aragaki Yasushi, and asked for his opinion.

Aragaki looked at the curry paste in her hand and nodded.

In fact, he doesn't have many requirements for food. As long as Takehara Maki chooses it, he will like it.

Seeing that he agreed, Maki Takehara put the bento into the shopping cart with a smile.

The two of them selected in the convenience store for a long time, and the food in the shopping cart gradually increased. Maki Takehara did not just buy food for tonight. Maki Takehara also bought a lot of food for the next half week.

Takehara Maki looked at the food in the shopping cart and felt an inexplicable satisfaction in her heart.

She liked the feeling of choosing food with Aragaki Yasushi, which made her feel a faint sense of happiness, just like the feeling of going to the supermarket with her parents and sisters in her hometown in Hokkaido.

This is a warm feeling that belongs to family.

Finally, the two pushed the full shopping cart to the checkout counter.

Takehara Maki took out her wallet and started to check out.

The female clerk, whom Takehara Maki called Yoko-san, had a flash of surprise in her eyes when she saw that it was Takehara Maki who paid.

Also working part-time at a convenience store, Yoko knew Takehara Maki's conditions.

Takehara Maki, who was studying alone in Tokyo far away from his hometown in Hokkaido, could not be said to be penniless, but at least he was living in embarrassment.

In normal times, the convenience store manager and several of their colleagues would occasionally help Takehara Maki, a diligent, studious, and lovable girl.

But I didn't expect that it would be Takehara Maki who would pay today.

However, Yoko didn't say anything.

Maybe there were some inside stories that she didn't know about.

She just teased Takehara Maki a few words, causing her pretty face to turn red and she ran away.

After paying the bill, the two left the convenience store with their shopping bags and walked home. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, coating their figures with a layer of golden light.

……

Return to the apartment.

After Maki Takehara packed up many daily necessities, she was ready to start cooking.

Aragaki Yasushi said, seemingly unintentionally: "Takehara-san, why don't you go to my place to cook."

Aragaki Yasushi's tone didn't have many fluctuations, as if he really thought so in his heart.

However, only Aragaki Yasushi himself knows whether he has other ideas.

"This……"

"Not so good."

Takehara Maki hesitated.

She didn't have any other thoughts, she just thought it was a normal invitation.

After all, based on Aragaki Yasu's previous actions, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would trick people into his home and then do whatever he wants.

"Would you bother your uncle and aunt a little?"

Maki Takehara was worried about arousing the resentment of Aragaki Yasu's parents.

"them……"

"I lived on my own a long time ago."

"what……"

Looking at Aragaki Yasu's handsome face, Takehara Maki realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

She was a little overwhelmed.

Aragaki Jing's expression changed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Let's go."

Then regardless of Takehara Maki's reaction, he picked up the prepared ingredients with one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other.

Takehara Maki, who was already a little self-blame, was pulled by Yasushi Aragaki. He didn't react and subconsciously followed his footsteps.

When he came to his senses, he was already in the elevator.

Aragaki took out the access card and swiped it in the elevator, and the button on the top floor lit up.

As the elevator moved upward, Takehara Maki's inner feelings gradually became complicated.

Fear, worry, expectation, yearning... even a hint of joy.

Takehara Maki somewhat hated herself for being so indecisive.

why why……

Why can't you express your attitude firmly?

Whether it's rejection or acceptance.

What are my feelings for Aragaki-san?
  Is it because of the shame that it is difficult to repay kindness after accepting it, or because of the love that cannot be expressed due to the huge gap.

Takehara Maki didn't understand.

……

When I opened the door, I saw an empty living room.

The sky outside the window has turned completely dark, and the living room is naturally pitch black.

Click.

In the entrance hall, the warm corridor light turned on.

Aragaki turned around and said with a smile: "I live alone and the house is a little messy. Please don't worry about it, Takehara-san."

"how could be?"

Maki Takehara shook her head quickly and observed the surrounding environment with some restraint and curiosity.

"It's so deserted."

A thought appeared in Takehara Maki's mind.

She made a similar comment to the previous guest, Saya Tsunoda.

However, at that time, Saya Tsunoda was busy fighting with Aragaki Yasushi and could not taste it very carefully.

The desertedness that Takehara Maki refers to does not mean that the house is too big.

Although, the large flat floor in Tokyo is an unimaginable sky-high price for Takehara Maki.

However, in Takehara Maki's hometown in Hokkaido, the area of ​​​​the family's house is much larger than the large flat-floor apartment in Aragaki Yasu.

But it's far from being so deserted.

"Aragaki-san, he must be lonely."

For some reason, a thought came to Takehara Maki's mind.

"This side is the kitchen, this side is the dining room..."

At this time, Yasushi Aragaki began to introduce each room to Takehara Maki.

"By the way, there's an apron here."

Aragaki Jing took out a women's apron from a wardrobe.

"Wear this when cooking."

"it is good."

Takehara Maki nodded, never expecting that in the home of Aragaki Yasu, a man living alone, there would be such a problem as a lady's apron.

Of course, Aragaki Yasu has no transvestite.

He's not a big shot in women's clothing either.

The reason why he has women's aprons at home is naturally because he bought them when he was buying clothes for Saya Tsunoda.

The main purpose of buying it was not to let Saya Tsunoda cook.

After all, Saya Tsunoda is different from Maki Takehara.

With Saya Tsunoda's skills, the rice she makes can be said to be edible at best.

At first I mainly wanted to play some other small games.

However, I didn't expect that Saya Tsunoda was put on by Maki Takehara to cook before she could use it.

If Saya Tsunoda knew about it, she would probably have the idea of ​​tearing Maki Takehara apart alive.

"You get ready first, I'll change my clothes and then help you."

"How great is this? I'm obviously here to thank Aragaki-san for his help."

Maki Takehara hugged her apron, feeling a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)